The Human Emperor

“Dude, dude,... dude, are you serious? ”

Zhang Mu finally did not calm down.

The reason he went to jail was because he had not been able to support him because he had embezzled more than 20,000 taels of gold. How could he have come to this point if he had enough financial and power to support it?

For Zhang Mu Years, Wang Chong's proposal for this instant was very moving to him. Even instantly completely overcame the anxiety in his heart that his secrets had been uncovered.

“Sure. Why would I have to save you if I wasn't trying to help you? ”

Wang Chung said indifferently.

There is not much circulation about Zhang Munian in his previous life or in his life. Wang Chong just knew that this man had created some rice after his death, slowly spreading.

Other cereal yields of these grains were higher, although they did not ultimately change the fate of Shinto, nor did they change the fate of Datang.

But at least Wang Chong knew so many people, there was this one called Zhang Munian, who contributed to himself in silence with his own strength.

They did not enjoy fame in their lifetime, nor did they stand out after they died.

But for the world, their role is enormous. From business to summer to Zhou Zhou to Han to Xi and Tang, humans can escape hunting and subsistence, food production is increasing, and the population is growing, relying on countless people like Mu Yi.

It was their unknown devotion that culminated in the creation of what is now the Land of China.

Summer food production is beyond merchants, week is beyond summer, and Han is beyond week… By the time of the Great Tang Empire, it has far surpassed any previous dynasty.

However, for Wang Chong, this food production is still far from sufficient. Far from enough to support an expanding, more populous Mediterranean continent.

Wang Chong's goal is to achieve a qualitative leap in the production of the Sino-Turkish Divine Land on a current basis. To do this, Wang Chong's martial arts alone cannot be achieved.

There's nothing in the world that can do that.

Wang Chong can only rely on his knowledge and experience from another world.

“Great! Prince Wang, as long as you can give me enough support. I must… I must be able to grow grains that are more productive than they are today! ”

Zhang Munian didn't think that much, and he didn't know what Wang Zhong's plans were. I was thrilled to hear that he was really willing to support himself.

“Mr. Zhang! ”

Wang Chung poured Zhang Munian a little tea while discussing how to tell him:

“… you have worked so long in the Ministry of Agriculture that you do not know if you have noticed. Some cereals have very high yields per strain. Even higher than the rest of the cereal output? ”

“Of course!”

Zhang Munian was stunned by an accident. Wang Chong, a rich son, actually knew about the grain. However, thinking about Wang Chong's willingness to support him, it is natural to understand:

“Our job at the Ministry of Agriculture is to find these high-yielding plants. Then harvest their seeds and find ways to expand their cultivation. But it doesn't work, and when these seeds are found, they can be very productive. But by the time we planted it, it was a very common plant. Some of the rice is unknotted. ”

“In a hundred thousand experiments, it's good to find a truly high-yielding grain and keep it going. ”

In all the dynasties, the task of all agricultural officials was to visit and find the rice fields one by one. Look for those yields that are particularly prominent from a glimmer of rice, lean and refined.

However, due to the uncertainty of cereal genetics, a type of rice may return to high yields in the first generation, high yields in the second generation, and low yields in the third generation, perhaps not until the fourth generation.

But that doesn't make any sense anymore, because in low yields, people may be starving to death.

And the fourth generation is already lucky to see a return to high yields.

The difficulty of screening seeds in agriculture is well known.

Zhang Munian grew up in a field infarction, influenced by his family, and the food is the god of the people, Zhang Munian's energy for the rest of his life poured on this kind of screening.

And because of this, he almost died in prison.

“So the missing gold, you subsidize the low farmers there, right? ”

Wang Chongdao.

“Yes!”

In front of Wang Chung, Zhang Munian had no need to hide it. Screening of seeds is very risky. Farmers who cultivated their own rice, but who produced low yields and even lost grains, had to be compensated if the experiment was to continue.

Zhang Munian's 20,000 taels of gold were not spent in one day, but for more than two decades. Unconsciously, they were spent every drop.

All gold is subsidized to farmers.

“Mr. Zhang, have you ever thought about those high-yielding plants? Why is it that some of these grains are able to sustain but others cannot, or even reduce, production, or are not quantitative? ”

At his discretion, Wang carefully indoctrinated Zhang Munian's views.

“Ah?”

Zhang Munian was so young, he really didn't think about this. His screening is not different from the others. Plant yield instability, generations down, all used to it.

I haven't really thought about why and what's wrong with it.

“Well, I haven't really thought about it. ”

Zhang Munian shook his head, and this was the first time a question had been raised against him.

“Has Mr. Zhang ever thought that these cereals, like men, have men and women? There are male infertility systems and male retention systems. This explains why a high-yielding grain species continues, with the result that the second year is likely to be grainless. ”

Wang Chong finally threw out his point of view.

Zhang Munian looked at the teenager in front of him as if he had seen a ghost. He has never heard of such an argument in his life. Plants also have men and women, you're kidding.

But it has to be said, Wang Chong said, developed his thinking. And it doesn't necessarily make sense.

This is indeed an entirely new way of thinking about rice screening.

“Well, I never thought about it. ”

Zhang Munian pondered, did not resist Wang Chong's theory.

“Whoops!”

Wang Chung kept staring into Zhang Munian's eyes and saw that he had no resistance. He took a long breath of relief in his heart. A whole new theory, a proactive theory, the biggest problem is unacceptability.

Clearly, Zhang Munian is not such a person.

Find the right one yourself.

“Mr. Zhang, I was wondering if it would be helpful if we could identify the male infertility line of this grain and maintain it separately, so that it could be planted later, or planted. ”

“And, after all, cereals are different from people. There are men and women, and the ‘men and women' of cereals are not necessarily the same as people. If there is a male infertility system, then perhaps there is a recovery system that can turn these grains back into a retention system? ”

Wang Chong finally threw his own "rice tri-series method”.

In another world, the "tri-series of rice" is the essence of “hybrid rice”, which, although merely a theory, plays a landmark role.

Sometimes, it is only when the direction is clear that the right force can be used. If you look underground, sooner or later, you'll be able to find water.

And if you drill a well to the sky, you'll never have water to drink.

Wang Chong didn't have “hybrid rice” so he couldn't give any seeds. Wang Chong knows nothing about farmland and screening issues.

And the rice tri-series method is everything Wang Chong knows.

Wang Chung had no choice but to find a way to cultivate high-yielding “hybrid rice” in the world. Zhang Munian, that is what Wang Chong can think of, can achieve all the best candidates.

As long as Zhang Munian can identify three different types of rice, Datang's food will be a qualitative leap forward. “Food is the heaven of the people”, which is the foundation of the future.

Whether it's a series of wars or a future confrontation with powerful, alien invaders, these are the foundations on which Wang is built.

“I'm going to think about it. What the son said was unheard of. This tri-series statement has never been heard in an old age. But he was willing to give it a try. ”

Zhang Munian sighed, Wang Chong three series of rice water method, the more he wanted to move his mind. If it can be whitened, why can't the high-yielding nature of rice be sustained, maybe he can really come up with a really high-yielding rice.

“Sir, can you give me a plot of land? Old people are willing to do their best to try. ”

Zhang Munian looked up and a strange colour appeared in his eyes.

“Hahaha, sure. But not here, but somewhere else. Location, I've arranged for you. That would be the best place for you to experiment. ”

Wang chuckled.

“Oh?”

Zhang Munian looked up and was surprised: “I wonder where the son is talking about? ”

“Cross your toes! ”

Wang chuckled.

Rice with toes, ripe three times a year. And there's a lot of manpower there. Zhang Munian is going to experiment with rice, and that's the best place there is.

Also, three years of ripeness can shorten the time as quickly as possible, allowing Zhang Mu year's fastest speed experiment “hybrid rice” to come.

Zhang Munian soon left.

He left with a hundred thousand taels of gold, and a 50-member guard from Wang Chung from Uncle Wang, Wang's family and Ye Lao and Hu Gang.

No one was shocked by the line and quietly headed south.

Meanwhile, the two letters written by Wang Chong flew into the hands of Uncle Wang and Song Wang Li Chengzhi respectively.

Experimenting with Zhang Munian in an area with a cross toe, such a small thing can only be done by saying hello to Uncle and King Song.

I'm afraid that neither Yao Jia nor Qi Wang will care about such a distant matter.

“I've given you everything you can. In the future, it's up to you if Da Tang can escape those disasters! ”

Sitting in the study, looking in the direction of Zhang Munian's departure, Wang muttered to himself.

No one understands better than him whether Datang will survive or not, and whether the Middle-earth world will survive, is not really on him.

And put it on a farmer in his fifties.

Zhang Munian is his biggest hope!